William's face was beginning to shine he was smiling so broadly. Here he had, in his hands, the very first, and still only, Harry Potter Wizard Card!

People had become a crowd around him, pushing and shoving with all their might to see the new card. William read the words silently to himself, basking himself in the beauty and importance of the card.

Harry Potter

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Defeated the Great Wizard Lord Voldemort
Top Auror at the Ministry of Magic
Renowned Seeker and Founder of the London Griffins Quidditch Team

William couldn't believe it. The card wasn't even finished yet! They still had to put Harry Potter's birth date in there! Even so, that would mean that this card was unique, and it was all his.

William looked at the picture, seeing a very young looking Harry Potter waving at him from inside the frame. As he turned the picture from side to side, he noticed that the figure of Harry Potter in the photo seemed to grow older or younger (until about age 11) depending how he turned it. A breakthrough in Magical Photography, no doubt.

After twisting it a few times, he notice that the character in the photo was starting to look very annoyed at the constant aging and de-aging. William stopped twisting it to see the relieved sigh of the character still in the photo.

That's when all hell broke loose.

Before William could do anything, the card was ripped out of his hands.

The whole room erupted into noise as people grabbed and fought for the card, especially those who collected them. William fought against the crowd, trying to get his card back.

Just then, the entire crowd froze, completely immobile. William discovered that, in his hand, was the card he lost, the Harry Potter Famous Witches and Wizards Card.

Finding this in his possession, he ran up to the Gryphondor common house, realizing he wasn't very hungry. He flew up the stairs to his room and shoved the card under his pillow, and then flopped down on it.

He never knew how tired he was. All he had done was run up maybe six flights of stairs, countless hallways, and…Now that you mention it, it wasn't that hard to figure out.

He closed his eyes, not worrying about sleep, more because he knew that it would come to him then he didn't have to work for it. He had the new Harry Potter Card, his collection was complete, and he was famous.

What more could a kid ask for?

The shadows behind the curtains were only too willing to tell him.